80s Baby (feat. Suede Geographic)
I was born on the dawn of the crack era
My backyard was the murder capital
Homicide, crack vials, I was right there
I mean, I could ride my bike there
But I was safe, it seemed, up in Silver Spring
Ten miles north of the Space Museum
Disco Dan, Red Line ran, Go-Go bands
Middle school dance like UNGH
Tony Montana was a hell of a guy
And the Goonies, they never say die
When Mind Playing Tricks On Me dropped I was 9
And that shit blew my mind
Gives me chills every time
I remember Shook Ones when it flooded the streets
I remember Bush 1 and his dumb-ass veep
See, I'm a 80s bay, and the 80s raised me
But the 90s made me like kind of crazy
I grew with Wu, Pac, Nas, and Jay-Z
Pesci, Pacino, and Martin Scorsese
My heroes were gangsters, the leaders were bums
I was into, like, weed and guns
And the roller rink was the fucking hub
For baby gang shit and teenage love
Nintendo cartridges broke
We took them shits out and we blow
Triple beam scales from the school
Mad Dog 2020 for fuel
Murder and mayhem and sex education
And touching a titty on summer vacation
I've been through it all and still I still tall
I'm a 80s Baby, I'm a young lord
I'm a 80s Baby, the OG's raised me
You got a problem, motherfucker, page me
My backyard was the murder capital
Homicide, crack vials, I was right there
I mean, I could ride my bike there
But I was safe, it seemed, up in Silver Spring
Ten miles north of the Space Museum
Disco Dan, Red Line ran, Go-Go bands
Middle school dance like UNGH
Tony Montana was a hell of a guy
And the Goonies, they never say die
When Mind Playing Tricks On Me dropped I was 9
And that shit blew my mind
Gives me chills every time
I remember Shook Ones when it flooded the streets
I remember Bush 1 and his dumb-ass veep
See, I'm a 80s bay, and the 80s raised me
But the 90s made me like kind of crazy
I grew with Wu, Pac, Nas, and Jay-Z
Pesci, Pacino, and Martin Scorsese
My heroes were gangsters, the leaders were bums
I was into, like, weed and guns
And the roller rink was the fucking hub
For baby gang shit and teenage love
Nintendo cartridges broke
We took them shits out and we blow
Triple beam scales from the school
Mad Dog 2020 for fuel
Murder and mayhem and sex education
And touching a titty on summer vacation
I've been through it all and still I still tall
I'm a 80s Baby, I'm a young lord
I'm a 80s Baby, the OG's raised me
You got a problem, motherfucker, page me
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Writer(s): Andrew Booth
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